Chimper #4168
The day they were branded traitors in The Teikodian Empire, Eshiko was teaching their partner how to properly toast a marshmallow. Their partner, always the idealist, had tried to expose a corrupt magistrate. Eshiko, ever the pragmatist, had planned their escape route weeks in advance, right down to the last ration. They left behind gilded halls for dusty roads, imperial warrants chasing their shadows. Now, their partner frets about the justice they left undone, while Eshiko calculates their odds, keeps their sword sharp, and always saves the last marshmallow. One provides the conscience; the other provides the means to survive it. The bowler hat is for style, the shades for hiding their next move.